I have a survival disaster-preparedness kit ready for the big event, too. It's a pepperoni pizza. With extra cheese.

You have confused preparing for a disaster with preparing to watch the Doctor Who Christmas special.

Life is sweet. While it's true my beard is greying, I don't much care for my job, and I've long since given up dreams of winning the Hugo, I have a wife and baby I adore, not to mention the rest of my family & friends. I want to live as long as possible, and I'm not willing to meekly surrender to the Reaper even in a disaster.